The Fate Of The World Is In My Hands, But All I Want To Do Is Eat! - Chapter 145

Chapter 145: I don’t understand what you’re saying Chapter 145: I don’t understand what you’re saying “I get what you’re saying.” Alice said, taking her hand back from his hold.

“And now I think I’m finally curious.” “About?” “Your mask.” She pointed at his face.

“Why won’t you take it off?” Micheal went silent and Alice tilted her head.

“You said I could ask, and if I remember clearly, you looked like you wanted me to ask.” She said and Micheal nodded.

“Yeah, I did want you to ask.

But it’s not because I wanted to eagerly tell you my story.” He slowly got up to his feet and started dusting his knees.

“It was simply because I wanted you to have interest in me, even if it’s for the detail that I am not very comfortable with.” Alice blinked, a little confused.

“So, are you going to tell me or not?” She asked, causing him to laugh but his laugh sounded…

Sad.

“It pains me that you hold no interest in me, Alice.” He said and turned his face away.

“But it can’t be helped.

After all, I am not normal.” “And neither am I.” Alice suddenly said and got up, as if trying to match his height, but that could never happen as she was inferior in height compared to him and all the guys she knew.

“No one’s normal.” She said.

“Are you trying to comfort me?” Micheal asked, reaching his hand out to gently stroke her jawline, and this time, she didn’t slap his hand away.

“No, I’m not.” She said.

“I just feel that this thing called self-pity should not be the reason you suddenly sound like a loser sitting on the pitch while watching his mates play a winning game.” “Hm?” He tilted his head, a bit unfamiliar with that term.

“Look, what I’m trying to say is the people I have an interest in are quite a few.

And it’s not because they’re normal.

Heck, neither of them is normal.” She scratched the back of her head.

“But that doesn’t mean I treat them any differently.” “Then, are the people you’re interested in, a collection of abnormal people?” “That’s a harsh way to put it, but yes.” She smiled.

“Neither of them are normal.” Micheal stared at her as she smiled.

She looked so…pure.

“Then, could I join that collection?” He asked.

“After all, it seems I fit the first criteria, which is not being normal.” He said, raising his index finger that he burst out laughing.

He was hilarious.

“Are there any more criteria?” “I don’t understand what you’re saying.” She said and stopped laughing, swiping the nonexistent tears from under her eyelids.

“It’s not like I go around looking for people who have one ‘out-of-the-crowd’ trait and put them around me.

Just like you, the others walked into my life on their own.

So, I’m not actually making criteria.” She said.

Micheal nodded.

“Ah, I see.” He said.

“Then,” he stepped closer to her.

Closer than he had been, he asked, “…will you hold interest in me as well?

After all, I walked into your life just like the others.” Alice stared at him.

Now, she was trying to figure out what was in his mind.

The way he stared at her, she couldn’t pinpoint it.

The way his lips twisted, she couldn’t pinpoint it either.

But…

She did feel that he held a particular interest in her.

Aside from his weird habit of trying to piss her off, acting like he was excited each time she inflicted pain on him, he was pretty much okay.

“It’s okay.” She said.

“Then, Michael, would you like to be my friend?” She asked and his eyes widened.

“F-friend?” “Let me admit something to you,” she said and went on her tip-toe.

She wrapped her arm around his neck, bending his shoulder down so she could whisper in his ear.

“I like to gain a lot from the people around me.

That is, if they can’t do anything for me, I throw them away.” That was a lie, but she had something to confirm.

“So, I want to take you as a friend because you seem to have a lot of connection.

And you’re a very powerful S-class magician so it’s very convenient for me.” She wanted to release her arm but he held it in place and said, “That sounds more than convenient.” He said.

“In a relationship, whatever it is, give and take is always evident.

But in this case, I would be more than willing to give while expecting nothing in return.” “Hm, is that so?” She asked and he hugged her.

All he did was wrap his second hand around her waist while the other held her hand that was already around his neck.

He dropped his head on her shoulder and said, “And even better, you can use me as a punching bag whenever and wherever.” He said and her face contorted as she did not see that coming at all.

‘Okay, shit just got weird.’ Well, what to expect from a weirdo such as him?

“I can become your stress reliever.” He said and she could tell he was smiling.

A smile that was filled with excitement and satisfaction.

She sighed.

This kind of guy…

What to do with him?

He looked like the kind who never had any friends growing up.

Poor him.

“I’m pretty sure you’ll die if I hit you the first few times.” She said, patting his back to somehow comfort him.

“Don’t worry about it.

I’m tougher than you know it.” He said and she rolled her eyes.

‘Well, we’ll see about that.’ “Can I hold you for a little longer?” He asked.

“Well, you’re already doing it.

But I’m giving you one more minute.” She said.

“After that, you’ll have to let go.

This is a crazy development, even for me.” “I understand.” He took his hand from holding her arm and hugged her properly, both arms wrapped around her and his head on her shoulder, crouching his back because of their height difference.

Alice secretly melted into the hug.

After all, she just discovered the thrill and satisfaction of a hug.

So, while she gave him a timer, she also decided to enjoy it while it lasted.

But seriously, how did things become like this?

She wondered.

They went from trying to hide from prying eyes so she could take off her mask to hugging and comforting each other while making friendship.

Seriously, things were not going according to her expectations at all.

*And as I said, you never had any expectations to begin with.* Leo said and this time, she didn’t even have the energy to tell him to shut up.

He could talk for as long as he wanted.

“About my mask,” Micheal suddenly said, “The reason I wear it is because I have so much to hide.” “Hide?

What are you hiding?” “A scar.

I…

I have a very huge scar on my face and that is why I never take it off for any reason.

I don’t want people looking at my scar.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Author_fredah Then it is fiannly revealed.

But how long do you guys think this so called friendship will last?